Manipulative Harem God

"Doctor... Is... Xiao Yan really responsible for poisoning me?" As the door closed, Liu Ling'er's voice was tinged with uncertainty, her hands involuntarily clenching together as she sought answers.

Zhang Wei responded with a gentle smile, not immediately answering but instead walking towards the window.

There, on the table, a selection of fruits was neatly arranged.

He picked up an apple and took a bite, the crisp sound filling the room as he began to eat it casually.

"What do you think? Your father probably took him in as a backup, but what was the biggest obstacle in his path?" he mused aloud, his question hanging in the air like an invitation for her to ponder.

!!

Liu Ling'er's complexion drained of color as the implications of his words sank in. Yet, Zhang Wei continued, "That idiot doesn't have the brains to plan it himself. He's just a pawn in someone else's game."

"Sigh..." At his words, a sigh escaped Liu Ling'er, her expression softening slightly as she exhaled deeply.

Her gaze fixed on Zhang Wei, a mixture of admiration and curiosity in her eyes. 'So mysterious...' she thought, recognizing that Zhang Wei's abilities far exceeded those of a regular doctor.

Meanwhile, Zhang Wei, while engaging in conversation, remained vigilant. His eyes discreetly scanned the scene outside, ever watchful.

'Found him!' A smile played at the corners of his mouth as he spotted Xiao Yan storming out into the dead of night, frustration etched into every line of his figure.

"Liu girl, you should start to eat more apples," Zhang Wei suddenly advised, breaking the tense atmosphere with an unexpected suggestion.

"Huh?" Liu Ling'er, caught off guard by the abrupt shift in topic, nodded in confusion, her mind still racing with the previous conversation.

"An apple a day keeps the doctor away, but did someone tell you—" Zhang Wei began again, his voice trailing off enticingly.

"Told what?" Liu Ling'er's eyes sparkled with curiosity, drawn into his playful change of subject.

Zhang Wei turned around, a mischievous smirk playing on his lips, as he delivered the punchline. "An apple a day can keep anyone away, as long as..." He paused dramatically, facing the window again, stretching his hands backward as if preparing for a demonstration. "....As long as you throw it hard enough!"

Boooooom!

"Eh!?" Liu Ling'er's expression was a mix of surprise and disbelief as Zhang Wei's hand tore through the air, creating a sonic boom.

Whoosh!

The sudden rush of wind tousled her hair, and before she could fully grasp the situation, he had already launched the apple into the night sky, leaving no room for questions.

Turning back to face Liu Ling'er, his smile took on a slightly ominous quality. "Let's start your inspection," he said, his tone shifting from playful to serious, igniting a mix of anticipation and a trace of apprehension in Liu Ling'er's heart.

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As Xiao Yan stormed through the darkness, his footsteps heavy with resentment, he seethed, "Bastard! How dare they eject me like some common vagrant!"

His simmering anger morphed into a sinister plan, his lips curling into an evil smile. "Just wait until the Liu family fortune is mine. I'll teach those fools a lesson they won't forget—" Mid-sentence, a sudden icy shiver coursed through him, halting his bitter monologue as his face contorted in alarm.

Whooosh!

Boom!

From the veil of the night, a missile, swift and silent as a ghost, hurtled towards him with the ferocity of a predator. In an instant, it collided with his head, erupting with the force of a miniature bomb.

Splurt! Splurt! Splurt!

Blood erupted in torrents, painting the night a striking red.

The perpetrator of this unexpected assault, illuminated briefly under the moon's cold gaze, was the half-eaten apple, previously in the hands of Zhang Wei, now lying innocently beside its latest victim.

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In the quiet confines of Liu Ling'er's room, the air felt thick with anticipation as Zhang Wei's words resonated with an ominous melody, "Let's start your inspection," he declared.

Puzzled and apprehensive, Liu Ling'er's grip tightened on the sheets, her body instinctively retreating. "What kind of inspection?" she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper, betraying her growing unease.

Yet, Zhang Wei continued his advance, his presence looming larger with each step, setting Liu Ling'er's heart to race with a mix of fear and curiosity.

Then, with deliberate care, he reached for her right leg—its lines slender and unblemished—his fingers lightly pressing against her skin.

"Ah!?" The sudden contact elicited an involuntary yelp from Liu Ling'er, her hands flying to her mouth in a bid to muffle the sound.

!!

Her eyes, wide and filled with apprehension, sought Zhang Wei's, only to find them shining with an oddly comforting assurance. "So, can you feel sensation returning to this leg?" His voice, though calm and professional, did little to ease the storm of emotions swirling within her.

Yet, she found herself nodding, acknowledgment of her newfound sensation.

Then, unexpectedly, Zhang Wei's observation, "Hey, it's so smooth. Did you wax it yourself?" threw her for a loop. His fingers trailed a path along her leg, a touch that was both clinical and curiously personal, catching Liu Ling'er entirely off guard.

"!!!

"W-What!?" Her exclamation, a blend of surprise and disbelief, filled the room, echoing off the walls as Zhang Wei prepared himself to make yet another startling observation.

...

Zhang Wei's sly grin widened as he remarked, "What a delicate creature you are," his gaze fixated on Liu Ling'er.

Her heart skipped a beat, a shiver creeping down her spine, as she felt his intense focus on her.

Hiss!

A gasp of surprise involuntarily escaped her lips, her eyes widening in response to his unexpected comment.

"Your legs are quite attractive, Liu Ling'er. Have you ever considered becoming a model?" Zhang Wei's voice carried a hint of mischief, his eyes gleaming with a teasing glint that made her self-consciousness grow.

The boldness of Zhang Wei's words hit her like a physical blow, leaving her momentarily speechless and flushed with embarrassment.

He chuckled softly, enjoying her reaction, before taunting her further, "You seem flustered. Are you always this sensitive to compliments?"

Liu Ling'er felt a mix of emotions swirling inside her, her heart racing with uncertainty and her face betraying a hint of confusion.

Attempting to mask her unease with a nervous laugh, she countered, "I-I'm not accustomed to such bold statements, and Doctor Zhang... Is molesting children your part-time profession?" Her innocent eyes twinkled with a touch of mischief.